After becoming the personal model of the boss

At the intersection, Zhou Shangan stopped.

After crossing this intersection, he arrived home.

On the signal light across the road, the red numbers flickered and jumped, and there were still dozens of seconds left.

He Xiancheng's footsteps also stopped behind Zhou Shangan.

There were very few pedestrians on the street, and some of them were in a hurry, eager to find a warm place.

The cold wind blew into Zhou Shang'an's open neckline, and the cold whizzed into his bones. He shivered, sniffed, and raised his hands to gather his collar.

Behind him, He Xiancheng took two steps forward, stopped on Zhou Shangan's left side, and put his hand on Zhou Shangan's right shoulder.

He Xiancheng was wearing a black overcoat, tall and straight, and when he stood beside him, the wind blowing on his face was much weaker.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Shang'an felt a slight force on the hand on his shoulder, and he was pulled towards He Xiancheng's side.

The two of them got closer, and the close contact began to gradually heat up.

Zhou Shangan was startled.

He Xiansheng is very considerate, as always.

So considerate that Zhou Shangan had the illusion that He Xiancheng liked him.

He Xiancheng treats everyone like this...

Zhou Shangan thought in a daze.

When there were only ten seconds left in the signal light, Zhou Shangan suddenly looked up at He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng looked straight ahead, his expression was as calm and indifferent as usual.

Zhou Shang'an's eyelashes trembled, and he said softly: "Brother..."

He Xiancheng looked sideways at him.

"Ok?"

He Xiancheng squeezed his shoulder.

Zhou Shangan unconsciously clenched his hand hanging by his side.

He pursed his lips, looked back at the zebra crossing ahead, and whispered: "Sister Wen...she likes you." In a statement tone.

Zhou Shang'an didn't want to ask for further evidence, he had seen it all.

After a while, he heard He Xiancheng say softly: "Yes."

Zhou Shangan stared at the street in a daze.

His voice trembled, "Brother... what about you?"

Zhou Shang'an was not sure at all, and he even regretted asking after he finished speaking.

He Xiancheng didn't speak.

Zhou Shang'an didn't dare to look back at He Xiancheng's expression for a moment.

He overheard the chat between He Xiancheng and Chi Wen.

He knew from Chi Wen's few words that she liked He Xiancheng for a long time.

As for why He Xiansheng didn't agree.

Zhou Shang'an couldn't guess and didn't dare to think about it.

It happened that the red light ahead flashed and jumped to the green light.

Zhou Shangan stepped forward hurriedly and took a step, breaking away from He Xiancheng's hand.

Zhou Shang'an walked quickly, swiping left and right before crossing the road in a hurry.

Across the road, he stood firm and let out a breath.

He Xiancheng followed, stopped beside him, and said calmly, "Let's go."

After He Xiancheng finished speaking, he walked forward, with his hands in his coat pockets, his back straight, and his steps steady.

Zhou Shang'an stood there staring blankly at his back, his heart beat fast suddenly, and his eyes felt uncontrollably hot.

He Xiancheng stopped after taking two steps. He turned his head and saw Zhou Shangan was still in a daze, and said, "Let's go."

Zhou Shang'an didn't hear He Xiancheng's answer.

Not long ago they were drinking and eating at He Xiancheng's house, but now they are deadlocked on the street.

I don't know if it's the alcohol that has not dissipated after knowing it, or the wind blowing on his face has made him irrational.

Zhou Shangan stared at He Xiancheng, his voice hoarse and choked, and said: "Brother..."

He Xiancheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at him silently from a few feet away.

"She likes you..."

Zhou Shang'an now just wants an answer.

It doesn't matter whether He Xiansheng likes Chi Wen or doesn't like Chi Wen.

He was about to be suffocated, he was suffocated by He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng's inexplicable actions are vague and unpredictable...

The eagerness to move hidden in his heart really made him very uncomfortable.

He Xiancheng didn't speak or move.

"Brother, what about you?" Zhou Shang'an asked again.

He Xiancheng just looked at him, didn't say anything, didn't answer.

Zhou An's heart trembled.

"Brother..." Zhou Shangan dug his fingertips into the meat, he opened his mouth, choked up, "Brother..."

He looked at He Xiancheng and yelled over and over again, until finally his vision was blurred and his voice was so choked that he couldn't hear clearly, Zhou Shang'an said slowly: "I...I like you too..."

Zhou Shang'an said every word, almost using all his strength.

I have never felt that it is so difficult to express love.

Zhou Shangan lowered his head, staring at the blue stone road with a dazed expression.

He Xiancheng sighed.

The street lights were dim, and Zhou Shangan's figure was slender and fragile.

He Xiancheng walked over, stood in front of him, and said softly: "Shang'an."

He Xiancheng's figure broke into his field of vision, Zhou Shang'an was stunned.

He Xiancheng said, "Look up."

After a while, Zhou Shangan raised his head obediently.

There were two tear stains on his cheeks, which were still wet, his eyelashes were wet, his eye circles were red, and the tip of his nose was also red.

He Xiancheng sighed, and raised his hand to caress the end of Zhou Shangan's eyes.

Zhou Shang'an's heart trembled violently, his eyelashes fluttered, and the wet eyelashes brushed against He Xiancheng's fingertips.

"What are you crying for?"

He Xiancheng's rough fingertips gently stroked the end of his eyes, "Don't cry."

Zhou Shangan's eyes froze, thinking of something, his eyes lit up, and he quickly grabbed He Xiancheng's wrist, "Brother...you..."

He stared at He Xiancheng, his voice trembling, "You...you like it too..."

"right?"

He Xiancheng also likes him, right?

Zhou Shang'an clenched He Xiancheng's wrist, and his breathing became short of breath, like grasping a driftwood in the water.

He Xiancheng's eyes were surprisingly calm, like Wang Shentan, without a trace of waves.

He didn't speak.

The light in Zhou Shang'an's eyes dimmed little by little.

Finally, He Xiancheng frowned and said, "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Shang'an froze for a moment, let go of He Xiancheng's hand, took a step back, and looked at He Xiancheng with disbelief, "You...brother, I..."

Zhou Shang looked at He Xiancheng helplessly, and then at his side.

Some terrible thoughts came up one after another.

He Xiansheng is not gay.

Zhou Shangan thought that he would not like men.

He Xiancheng frowned slightly, "Shang'an, what do you want to say?"

Zhou Shangan stuck his fingertips into his palms. He lowered his head, bit his lips, and tremblingly said, "Brother... I, I just said... Did you hear me?"

Fortunately, he thought, maybe He Xiancheng didn't hear what he was saying at all.

He Xiancheng said in a low voice, "I heard it."

Zhou Shangan looked at him with flustered eyes.

He Xiansheng paused for a moment, then said, "You said you liked me."

He answered so crisply that Zhou Shang's An Xin shuddered suddenly.

Zhou Shang'an watched He Xiancheng approach step by step, and finally stopped in front of him.

He Xiancheng was still as calm and considerate as ever, he said: "It's time for you to go home, it's getting late."

Zhou Shang'an's eyelashes trembled, the redness at the end of his eyes had not yet dissipated, and the eye circles were moist again.

Zhou Shangan had the answer in his heart.

He fell out of love before it even started.